The nostalgic feeling of youth

You ever think of going back to that place???
When you was a kid playing tracking with your mates
Back in the days causing hassle getting chased
The innocent phaze but life moves at a fast pace
Adulthood comes and it slaps you in your face
Like shackles and chains we're trapped in this rat race
I sit and ponder on the days when
My only concern was going and making a den
Nowerdays my concern is how I'm paying the rent
Inflict pain and it's strange how s**t changed
Take me back to that place so I can be myself again......